I just proved the myth of Da Luo, you slaughtered my human race?

"Also ask the saint to be merciful!"

Looking at the two corpses not far away, the golden-winged roc hurriedly shouted, "It's not that the poor should not respond, but that before the saint, the poor has already lost to the human saint!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lao Tzu and Li Er subconsciously looked at each other.

The next moment, more than a dozen miserable wailings rang out in succession, heralding the end of another dozen lives.

"Sage of Taiqing, you don't follow the rules!"

The golden-winged roc roared, and those bloodshot eyes were filled with indescribable killing intent.

"Rules? Didn't Yuanfeng tell you when he was alive that saints are the rules in the prehistoric world?"

A playful smile climbed the corner of Lao Tzu's mouth.

Originally, he sent an avatar here to subdue the golden-winged roc, just because he learned from the mouth of the two sages of the West that this son had a predestined relationship with the West.

Now, since the Golden Winged Roc has lost to Lu Chen, in my eyes, there is no need for him to continue living!

"Remember, saints are the rules between heaven and earth, and saints are the principles between heaven and earth!"

Lao Tzu walked up to the golden-winged roc, and pointed his fingers between the latter's eyebrows.

After saying that, Lao Tzu laughed suddenly, as if suddenly realizing it, he looked at the golden-winged roc with pity: "I'm sorry, I forgot one thing, it seems that you don't need to remember anything anymore."

In the next second, the golden light condensed on the fingertips, and the light containing the breath of death shot out suddenly.

Whoosh!
Amid the sound of breaking wind, the dazzling light was fleeting, leaving a [-]-meter deep pit the size of a bowl on the ground.

"Ok?"

Unexpectedly, Li Er and Lao Tzu who saw this scene let out a sigh at the same time.

The eyes of the two were full of horror!

According to common sense, the golden-winged roc whose cultivation base is only at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal has no way at all to escape the blow of the saint at such a close range.

However, not only did he do it just now, but he was still seriously injured!
"No, it's not him!"

Suddenly, Lao Tzu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He found an anomaly.

The time and space within a radius of one mile around the place where the golden-winged roc was at the center seemed to have been tampered with.

In that brief moment, everything in this space fell into absolute stillness.

Among them, he and Li Er were unprepared!
To have such ability, there is no other possibility except for a saint!
"Third brother, I wonder if it's you?"

Li Er tentatively asked the air.

After a long time of no response, he denied the possibility of Tongtian making a move.

"Junior Sister Nuwa?"

Lao Tzu also opened his mouth and asked.

There was still no sound.

At this moment, both of them were stunned.

Since it wasn't Tongtian and Nuwa, who would it be who just rescued the golden-winged roc?

Those saints in Buzhou Mountains?

Thinking about it carefully, Kong Xuan, who is the biological brother of the Golden Winged Roc, indeed has this possibility.

But soon, the two denied this conjecture.

In order to prevent the golden-winged roc from escaping at its own speed, Lao Tzu covered Shituoling with a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram when he appeared.

That is to say, once anyone steps into Shituoling, I will be sensed by Lao Tzu immediately, even the tiniest flies.

There is no trace of a second saint on Shituo Ridge, which shows that Kong Xuan has not come here.

Even if Kong Xuan didn't come, the other saints in the Buzhou Mountains wouldn't even come.

This also shows that the person who shot was originally in Shituoling.

"Strange, really strange!"

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out. I looked up to the sky and shouted.

He really couldn't figure out why an existence with such supreme means would succumb to Shituoling and ignore world affairs.

What's more, he couldn't figure out why that person was so bold that he dared to rescue the golden-winged roc from his own hands.

"My lord, can you find out where the golden-winged roc is?"

Li Er said.

"Can!"

Lao Tzu nodded and immediately released his consciousness.

After a while, the shock in his heart reached an unbearable level.

From God's point of view, the golden-winged roc was resting beside a boulder ten meters away from the two of them.

However, in the eyes of his true self, there was no Dapeng in the continuous field of vision tens of thousands of meters in front of him.

What exactly is going on?

Lao Tzu was puzzled, and Li Er was even more puzzled.

People who also have this idea, and the Golden Winged Roc.

At this moment, the golden-winged roc is trying to break through the golden light blockade in his body and regain his freedom.

In front of him was the previous patrolling demon who was bestowed by Lu Chen.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

The little demon asked worriedly.

"Please explain to me first, what is going on in front of you!"

The golden-winged roc asked directly.

He really didn't understand why this little demon under his command, who didn't even have the cultivation base of a golden immortal, could save his life in the hands of a saint.

"Is such that."

Soon, the little demon revealed everything he knew.

And the golden-winged roc instantly guessed the true identity of the person who claimed to be a handsome dog.

It is definitely Lu Chen, the saint teacher of the human race!
"Unexpectedly, by chance and coincidence, Pindao was saved by the Saint Master!"

"It's just a pity, considering today's situation, I am afraid that the poor will have no chance to repay their kindness!"

The golden-winged roc smiled helplessly.

He could feel that the patrolling demon's methods were very clever, and he could also feel that the patrolling demon was almost unable to hold on.

Once the realm condensed by the Qiankun Divine Walking Technique is shattered and Lao Tzu and Li Er are out of trouble, death will still greet the golden-winged roc.

"Don't worry, there are still many opportunities to repay your kindness, because today is definitely not your death day!"

Just when the golden-winged roc was ready to accept everything calmly, at the corner not far away, Lu Chen's figure suddenly appeared!
hallucination?
The golden-winged roc rubbed his eyes.

What the hell!

It turned out to be a saint!
He didn't even leave Shituoling!
At this time, Dapeng was both surprised and happy.

The joy is that as long as Lu Chen is there, he still has a chance.

What's surprising is why Lu Chen hasn't left yet. Facing Lao Tzu's true self, no matter how powerful Lu Chen is, he is definitely not an opponent!
"Holy Master, you..."

Before the golden-winged roc finished speaking, Lu Chen directly stuffed a flower that appeared in his hand into his mouth.

The pure medicinal power flowed, and countless auras entered the body.

In an instant, the golden-winged roc felt a sense of exhilaration roaming through his body, breaking away the seal left by Lao Tzu!
"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

The golden-winged roc hurriedly thanked him.

"No way, it's a trivial matter, nothing to worry about."

After finishing speaking, Lu Chen winked at the little demon patrolling the mountain, signaling him to stop using the magic of heaven and earth.

After a while, Lao Tzu and Li Er, who had returned to normal, were even more shocked.

Because the person standing in front of the two at this moment is really a human saint, Lu Chen!
"Taiqing Daotianzun, in vain is a saint!"